Echo U32

1128 — Piano

Lyrics:

My dear son...
You already know this well...
The day of the Lord will come suddenly...
Like a thief in the night...
So we must not fall asleep like others do...
Stay awake... 
Stay clear-minded...

People sleep at night...
And they get drunk in the dark...
But we belong to the light, to the day...
So let us be sober...
Wearing faith and love like armor...
And putting on the hope of salvation like a helmet...

Rejoice always...
Pray without ceasing...
Give thanks in everything...
This is God’s will for you...
In Christ Jesus our Lord...

Never forget this...
God didn’t choose us for wrath...
But to receive salvation through Jesus Christ our Lord...
He died for us...
So that whether we are awake or asleep...
We may live together with Him...

So let’s encourage one another...
Let’s build each other up...
Just like you’re already doing...
Keep going. Don’t stop...

Rejoice always...
Pray without ceasing...
Give thanks in everything...
This is God’s will for you...
In Christ Jesus our Lord...

And remember this...
Honor those who lead you in the Lord...
Who work hard and guide you with care...
Respect them with love...
And live in peace with each other...

Dear son,
Warn the idle with kindness...
Encourage the timid...
Support the weak...
And be patient with everyone you meet...

Rejoice always...
Pray without ceasing...
Give thanks in everything...
This is God’s will for you...
In Christ Jesus our Lord...

If anyone wrongs you...
Do not repay evil for evil...
Always pursue what is good...
For one another and for all...

Don’t quench the Spirit...
Don’t treat prophecies with contempt...
Test everything carefully...
Hold on to what is good...
And reject every kind of evil...

Rejoice always...
Pray without ceasing...
Give thanks in everything...
This is God’s will for you...
In Christ Jesus our Lord...

Now I pray for you, my son...
May the God of peace Himself...
Make you completely holy...
And may your whole spirit, soul, and body...
Be kept blameless...
At the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ...

With love and hope...
From your father...
Who will always love you...





A Letter to My Beloved Son

Lyrics:

Hung on wood, in agony and fear...
He spit the words, sharp and clear...
Aren’t you the Christ...
Then save us both...
But deep in his heart, he had no hope...
He wanted escape, not grace or truth...
Blinded by pain, still seeking proof...
His fists clenched tight, his soul still proud...
Even at death, he screamed aloud...

Beside the scorn, a softer cry...
From lips that trembled, heart open wide...
Do you not fear God...
We deserve this fate...
But this man is pure, spotless and great...
His eyes met Christ...
Just a whisper born of desperate prayer...
Jesus, when You reign, remember me...
Not for rescue, but eternity...

What is salvation...
Not earned by deeds or fame…
What is salvation...
Believe and speak His name...
What is salvation...
Confession from the soul...

What is salvation...
A gift through grace and faith...
What is salvation...
Not by works, so none may boast...
What is salvation...
The mercy of the cross…

What is salvation...
A love that gave His Son...
What is salvation...
A thief found paradise...
What is salvation...
Life beyond the grave...

And the silence broke with grace so bold...
Today with Me, in Paradise you’ll go...
No temple, no offering, no ritual sound...
Just faith on a cross, and mercy unbound...

Now here we stand, like those two men...
The cross before us, life near its end...
Will we demand, or will we trust...
Cry for escape, or bow in dust...
He waits for hearts not proud or strong...
But the ones who know they've been wrong all along...

What is salvation...
Not earned by deeds or fame…
What is salvation...
Believe and speak His name...
What is salvation...
Confession from the soul...

What is salvation...
A gift through grace and faith...
What is salvation...
Not by works, so none may boast...
What is salvation...
The mercy of the cross…

What is salvation...
A love that gave His Son...
What is salvation...
A thief found paradise...
What is salvation...
Life beyond the grave...

What is Salvation

Lyrics:

They told me life was mine to keep...
So I bought my dreams and lost my sleep...
But nothing stayed, it slipped away...
Like sand that scattered in the rain...

Whoever loves wealth is never satisfied...
Ecclesiastes 5:10...

They said success would set me free...
But all it did was bury me...
The trophies rust, the silence grows...
Where is the truth I used to know...

I thought I’d live forever here...
As if the world would stop for me...
But I forgot I’m just a breath...
A flicker in eternity...

Do I own the life I breathe...
Or was it never mine to keep...
Do I exist just to survive...
Or was I made to be alive...

I’m tired of chasing what decays...
There must be more than dying days...
What if this death is not the end...
But just the glitch He came to mend...

Death is an error, not the design...

From Heidegger to From I read...
To be, not have...
That’s what they said...
But being still feels like a blur..
When nothing answers who we were...

I see the systems, lies and pride...
And all the things we try to hide...
But one man broke the error’s code...
He walked through death, then left the stone...

He didn’t sell a perfect plan...
He touched the wound inside of man...
I don’t know if He’s God or King...
But death obeyed His whispering...

He made me wonder, made me pause...
What kind of man rewrites the laws...
The laws of dust and grave, of shame and fear...

I thought I’d live forever here...
As if the world would stop for me...
But I forgot I’m just a breath...
A flicker in eternity...

Do I own the life I breathe...
Or was it never mine to keep...
Do I exist just to survive...
Or was I made to be alive...

I’m tired of chasing what decays...
There must be more than dying days...
What if this death is not the end...
But just the glitch He came to mend...

Death is an error, not the design...

If death was never meant to stay...
and love outlives the grave...
then maybe He…
really is the way...

The wages of sin is death...
The gift of God is eternal life...
in Christ Jesus our Lord...
Romans 6:23...

Death is an error

Cities

Oceana

Who Was Seo Seo-pyeong?
Seo Seo-pyeong was originally German, born as Elisabeth Johanna Shepping (1880–1934). She lived with her mother without a father, but when her mother left alone for America, Shepping was raised by her maternal grandmother. At the age of twelve, she traveled to America to be reunited with her long-missed mother. Having lived in extreme poverty, Shepping understood well the hearts of the poor. This background became the foundation for her life as a nurse dedicated to helping the needy.
While in college, she heard about Jesus from a friend and converted from Catholicism to Christianity. Like Jesus, who lived among the poor and persecuted, Shepping desired to live that kind of life herself. When she came across an announcement recruiting a nurse missionary to be sent to Korea, she decided to embark on the long journey to a poor and desolate land as both a nurse and a missionary. Upon arriving in Korea, she became known as Seo Seo-pyeong...

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Lyrics:

I want to tell you about a woman whose life was a living sermon.... 
Her name was Miss Elisabeth J. Shepping...
known in Korea as Seo Seo Pyeong...
This… was her heartbeat.... 
And this… is the song we sing in her memory...

She came with empty hands...
Planting seeds of grace…
In this strange land, she knelt and prayed…
To the broken and forgotten...
She opened her arms wide…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

She held the hands of the leper...
Wept beside the beggar...
Gave away all she had...
Heaven knew…
The depth and clarity of her love…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

I have no father, no mother…
Yet I belong to You, Lord…
I am comforted…
I give You all I am…
Let me live with Your heart inside me…

The Bible says in The Gospel of Mark 10:45 … 
For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve...
and to give his life as a ransom for many...

On the day her eyes closed...
The city wept…
Beggar, orphan, and child...
All wept together…
Her quiet love had lifted them up…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

She had no home...
And left behind only...
Half a blanket, two cups of rice,
And seven coins…
Her life itself was the Gospel...
A life poured out as an offering…

Not Success But Service

Author: Baek Jin-ha | Christian Memorial Park Essay

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Lyrics:

Mom, it’s been three weeks now...
Since Heaven called your name...
And though you don’t visit my dreams... 
I know you’re free from pain...
I picture you dancing, in skies full of praise...
In that fragrant place, full of light and grace...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

Your dresses still hang... 
Your shoes by the door...
Even your hats, untouched from before...
And I swear I can hear, your voice so sweet...
Hello, my darling...
In the silence, it repeats...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

When I asked for more time...
I cried out to God...
He heard my plea...
And showed us His love...
Three weeks of mercy...
Three weeks of grace...

Mom came to school with flowers in hand...
Your heels clicking softly...
Your grace in command...
I was proud to say, That’s my Mom...

Elegant, strong, God’s chosen one...
Now I see it clear, what matters the most...
The love from the Cross...
The gift you gave, I cannot repay...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

Tears on her pillow...
Prayers through the night...
She gave me her love...
She gave me her light...
Even in pain, she whispered His name...
Thinking of Jesus, who bore every shame...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

I love you Mama

Lose Controle is a playful pop song about all the awkward, clumsy things that happen when you’re in love. With a pop beat and funny lyrics, it captures tripping over words, nervous smiles, and silly mistakes, turning them into a charming celebration of love’s messy, unpredictable, and wonderfully human side.

Lose controle

Alles brennt vor Leben

Frequency

Your favorite toy
The doll that broke her jaw
Was the only thing you left me
The bathtub leaks and drips
And hits the tile like a heart attack
I thought that you might call
But you don't know how to be civil
And I've had to find my own way
I wonder if you'd even know my face
I guess it don't matter anyway
You were never gonna get me

I am everything you aren't
And I am everything you wanted
And now I'm wondering
Where you might be
Drowning in concrete

They think you're dead
But I know better
'Cause I saw your ghost
At the bottom of the lake
And you don't look that good
I thought you said
You'd never leave me
Well
You did
I guess it don't matter anyway
You were never gonna get me

I am everything you aren't
And I am everything you wanted
And now I'm wondering
Where you might be
Drowning in concrete

Oh
I'm the ghost that haunts your memories
Oh
I was always gonna be the thing that you need
Oh
I'm the ghost that haunts your memories
Oh
I was always gonna be the thing that you need
Drowning in concrete

I am everything you aren't
And I am everything you wanted
And now I'm wondering
Where you might be
Drowning in concrete

Drown In Concrete

#electronica #deephouse #electro #experimental

Round and round

Kitty Carmichael – Strings
An emotional indie track about conditional love and the pain of being used, Strings explores what happens when kindness has a price. When the strings are cut, the silence speaks volumes. Written by Melinda Klotz Mercer. Published by Argyll Music.

Strings Folk Remix

[Verse 1]
He’s always chillin’ with his boys,
Smokin’ cigar, losing cash in the casino.
Every night he’s out, out at the club,
He is Never home, always got some other plan lined up.
Never shows you respect,
Flirts with your friends behind your back.
He acts like he’s the man,
But you know he's not

[Pre-Chorus]
I could give you real love
Beach villas, take you overseas,
I’m the King, You have my number
Just dial in and you’ll see it.

[Chorus]
Your man should be like me,
He should be making love to you, 
instead he is watching TV
I'd take you on......,
Private jets in the sky,
Treat you like royalty
Your man needs moves like Chico,
Luxury trips, Paris to Puerto Rico.
Presidential suite,
Making Love under the stars, 
When you’re with me, you know you’re with the king.

[Verse 2]
Ever been loved down on cold marble floors?
I’m a next-level lover, not like the ones before.
Make you feel the way you have never felt with him
Velvet massages, steam in the pool, 
Let’s make love in the pent house suite.
You call, I come running; every single time,
You moan, your voice becomes my favorite rhyme.

[Pre-Chorus]
I could give you all night long,
Villas lit by the sea,
I’m the one you need
You know where to find me. 

[Chorus]
Your man needs to be like me,
Not just scrolling Instagram endlessly.
Diamonds, flights,
Every city every night,
He needs to be like the king.
Your man needs to be like me
Private beaches, private butlers.
Cos when you with me? 
You live your dream life
Every moment, every second.

Be With Me

Echo P. Whale is an artist who creates a House Worship sound that moves between deep spirituality and electronic music.

Once pursuing music for worldly success, Echo P. Whale experienced a turning point through deep repentance. The name “Whale” symbolizes his encounter with God in the depths, much like Jonah in the belly of the great fish.

“Echo” represents the ongoing reverberation of that moment—repentance and grace resounding through his music to this day.

And through many hardships, he hopes that the resonance of this music may bring even a small measure of comfort to you now.

A Letter to My Beloved Son

Echo P. Whale

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